As the time slips by without my giving notice My will to action ebbs I think only of the blind man Caught in the jagged rocks below me

My eyelids become heavy and I gaze upon my bed My body is lazy and my mind is not willing So I sit and stare

I couldn't see his face He was just an old man and he couldn't see He took too many steps And then it was over

Attainment

A last look Then the falling of rain The slick road before me Does not speak of happiness or good times

The coming storm invades my dreams And turns them dark and oppressive I can feel you coming Draped in black and crimson

I expose my flesh that it might be seared Hold out my hand that it might be broken The pain rings true Like nothing else

The sunshine of the coming day Is my spirit broken And I fend it off Till the torment is more than I can bare

Lift my chin cupped in your soft hand Kiss my forehead with your warm lips I am chained and bound But I have the illusion of flight

Does the Day Exist?

The long road wends to a point And cold winds come off the black waters The night sky lit only by sparse stars A dark bird flies overhead

My hand reaches into the void Feeling for your breath For a glimpse of your warmth The cold air and the bird prevail

If I were to embrace the water Would it be warmer, more comforting Than where I stand? Or would I drown, cold black liquid filling my lungs?

I could rest beneath the tree Which grows at the shore Wait for the light, for daytime But the question would haunt me

Does the day exist Or is it delusion?

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The morning air, heavy with moisture, could almost make me linger I must be going, be on my way

The sun almost atop the trees gives me pause as I look back, just once The footsteps that I lay now will be permanant ones and will be my future Years from now I will look back But that will be years from now, not tomorrow, or the next day

I have felt your hand against my skin and kissed it I have loved the soul inside, But I must be going, be on my way